Eh,what do we do?
The bad or the good
Neither is a choice,they come along each.
Each their own.
Each they own.
With empty mind.
I laugh,this is nothing i want.
I need.
I laugh.I plead.
YOU ARE READING
blac(n)k cosmos
Poetryworld i could not tell, my dear. I'll tell the world.We are made of star dust,you and i, you and the universe.Let me resonate with you.
Partial
Eh,what do we do?
The bad or the good
Neither is a choice,they come along each.
Each their own.
Each they own.
With empty mind.
I laugh,this is nothing i want.
I need.
I laugh.I plead.
